Where blood is thicker than water…

Episode 2-12: Stormwatch

Pearl found Damien in an empty stable and the two shared a steamy kiss.

Duncan arrived at the farm, interrupting another close moment between Pearl and Damien.

Damien admitted to Duncan he was the werewolf that attacked him the night before.

Quinn paid an uneasy visit to Duncan and revealed to him he was half-vampire.

The Lawrence Farm, evening

Pearl Tyler gazed out her bedroom window. Walls of dark, thick clouds began to form as the sky began to turn a dark shade of blue.

The radio playing by her bedside was broadcasting a newsbreak. When the announcer began to mention the weather she turned back and sat on her bed to hear it.

“The National Weather Service has issued a flash flood warning for the towns of Lewiston, Bigelow and Harmony. A nor’easter is making its way up the east coast. Expect heavy rains starting overnight, accompanied by wind gusts of up to fifty miles per hour throughout the day tomorrow and into early Thursday afternoon. Clearing will begin early Friday morning, but will remain breezy with temperatures reaching about 54 degrees. Saturday looks sunny, with temps remaining in the low to mid fifties. For WLND, I’m Don Cassidy. Now back to more swinging sounds from the big band era….”

Pearl sighed and got off the bed, headed for the small bookcase that sat in the corner against the wall. The weather would be perfect to settle down with another murder mystery. Perusing the titles, she chose the Sherlock Holmes mystery The Hound of the Baskervilles. She took the novel back to bed and slipped between the sheets, preparing to spend a stormy evening reading.

“Stormy Weather” was playing from the bedside radio and Pearl turned it down just a tad. A few seconds later, the cell phone which lay on the nightstand rang. She knew it was Duncan and the last thing she wanted to do was talk with him, but she answered the call anyway. “Hello,” she said tiredly.

“Hello Pearl. It’s Duncan.”

“You’re not changing my mind about leaving,” she said.

“It’s not safe for you to be in that town,” he insisted. And why didn’t you tell me you have another prospective lover who insists you belong to him?”

“Prospective lover?” Pearl asked. Then she realized who Duncan was talking about. “Oh, you mean Quinn. Well, that’s only in his mind…wait…you met Quinn?”

“Unfortunately,” was her ex-husband’s dry reply. “Somehow he tracked me down to my motel this afternoon and warned me to stay away from you.”

“Did he also tell you he’s part vampire?” Pearl asked him, not realizing what she had actually just said.

“He not only told me, he showed me.” There was a moment of silence before he continued. “He had me frightened out of my wits at first but then he didn’t seem so scary after that. He was almost clownish, like a cheesy villain out of a comic book. I told him that if I couldn’t get you to come back to me, I hope the werewolf won,” he explained, talking about Damien.

“You shouldn’t have said that to him,” Pearl warned. “He hates Damien with a passion. Now God knows what he’ll do. He’s very vindictive.”

“I really don’t care what happens to those two monsters,” Duncan retorted. “I only care about you and the safety of our baby. You can’t be around things like that.”

“Believe me, I know.” Pearl sat up in bed. “I hate to brag, but Quinn and Damien want to be with me so much they realize my daughter and I are a package deal. They hurt me, they hurt my daughter and I’ll want nothing to do with either of them.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you Pearl?” Duncan asked, appalled.

She snorted. “Nothing could be further from the truth. I certainly wasn’t expecting to be the object of desire for one man, let alone two—and two who aren’t even all the way human. Pregnant women are usually a turn-off for most men.”

“Then this is all the more reason you need to leave and come back home with me,” Duncan told her firmly.

Pearl shook her head. “And I keep telling you no. I don’t want to be with you and I certainly don’t want to be around your parents. I’m going to stay in Haven until I give birth and then I will leave—on my own terms.”

Duncan sighed. “I have rights as the father of that child to do what I have to do to make sure she has a stable life.”

“So does this mean you’re going to sue for custody?” Pearl asked him point blank.

“I guess this means I will,” Duncan coolly replied.

“Then you go right ahead. I’d love to see the look on the lawyer and judge’s faces when you tell them about Quinn and Damien,” Pearl taunted.

“This is your last chance to change your mind,” Duncan softly said.

“My mind is made up. Now don’t call me anymore. You and I are through—for good this time,” Pearl replied stiffly.

“Pearl—“

“Goodbye.” Pearl clicked off the phone and put it back on the nightstand. She turned up the radio and lay back on the bed, no longer interested in reading.

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The Nightshade home, same time

“I can’t believe you went to Duncan’s hotel room and revealed yourself,” Jude admonished his older brother as they sat in the kitchen after dinner. “What if he leaves town and says there’s vampires here?”

Quinn snorted in reply. “He’ll be dismissed as a crank and someone who’s read too many Twilight novels. Don’t worry Jude, we are completely safe.”

“Well, I’m glad that you’re a lot more confident,” Jude said. He leaned back in his chair and let out a nervous laugh. “I still can’t believe all of this is going on because you’re hot for a pregnant woman you’ve only known for over a week.”

Quinn leaned in towards Jude, not amused. “That pregnant woman, as you say it, means more to me than anything in the world right now.” He sat back, his face softening to a more wistful look of longing. “I love her.”

This time Jude leaned in, somewhat in disbelief. “Love? But you haven’t known her that long—“

“You don’t have to know someone for months or years to realize how you feel about them,” Quinn said, his voice taking on a thoughtful tone. “I love Pearl and I want to be with her.”

“She doesn’t know, does she Quinn?” Jude asked. “She still thinks you’re after her because of Megan.”

Quinn nodded. “I have to tell her how I really feel.” He got up from the table and pushed his chair in.

Jude looked out the windows above the sink. “The weather is beginning to get nasty out there.”

“Storms won’t stop me. I need to see her. You would do the same thing if you had someone you loved,” Quinn replied somberly.

He headed for the living room. “I’ll be back later. Don’t wait up for me.”

Jude watched him for a second then called out to him. “Quinn?” he spoke.

His brother turned back around, bracing for another lecture. “What?”

Jude smiled. “Good luck.”

Quinn smiled back and left.

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The Lawrence farm

There was a knock on Pearl’s door, which startled her as she had fallen asleep listening to the radio. She sat up and shook out her hair. “Yes?”

The door opened and it was Iva, holding a cordless phone. “You have a phone call. It’s Damien,” she responded, grinning.

Pearl took the phone and Iva left so she could have privacy. “Hi Damien,” she said sleepily.

He could detect the drowsiness in her voice. “Hi sleeping beauty. Were you napping long?”

Pearl chuckled. “Nope. There really isn’t much to do but nap, especially with this storm approaching. Well, there is reading and listening to the radio and feeling the baby move around.”

“Hmm, I can think of something else to do during a storm,” he said playfully.

“Now you stop that. Wasn’t our little encounter in the stable, not to mention copping a feel on the sofa today, enough for you?” Pearl asked him. “You should be glad I didn’t chase you off the farm.”

“I didn’t want it to end,” Damien admitted dreamily. “I’ve wanted to kiss and hold you for days now.”

Pearl didn’t answer, as his honesty made her a little uncomfortable, and she was reluctant to admit his kisses and caresses weren’t as bad as she made them out to be, even if she was receiving this affection from a werewolf.

Damien noticed her silence. “Pearl, is something wrong? I didn’t scare you off with that admission did I?”

Pearl looked down at her swollen belly. “It’s just that I was so unprepared for all that’s happened, especially being so fresh off this divorce.”

“You’ve been through a lot. Your car accident, finding out what I really am—and Quinn.” Damien’s voice turned sour when he spoke his archrival’s name. “Speaking of Quinn, he hasn’t been around to try and see you has he?”

“No, and that actually worries me Damien,” Pearl said soberly.

“Good God, what the hell for?” Damien asked in frustration.

Pearl sighed. “You know he doesn’t take no for an answer. When I told him yesterday he couldn’t see me anymore, I thought for sure he would come back that night or today to change my mind and he hasn’t. That leads me to suspect he’s up to something—something that isn’t pleasant.”

Damien pondered Pearl’s theory for a few seconds—and suddenly remembered Quinn trying to kill him last night while he was in his werewolf form. He couldn’t believe he didn’t tell Pearl earlier. “Look Pearl, there’s something I have to tell you about Quinn. He tried to kill me last night.”

“What?” she nearly shrieked

“He came after me in the woods with a silver dagger but before he could use it I knocked him to the ground and cut his forehead,” Damien explained.

“Well, that explains why he hasn’t been around. If he found out that I found out, he’d probably think I would be angry.” Pearl swung her legs around to sit on the edge of the bed. “You know Damien, this is very interesting, that you can remember what you do while you’re changed. Usually in those werewolf movies, after they become human again, they don’t know what happens during the night.”

Damien laughed. “That’s in the movies. I’m always conscious of what I do after I become a werewolf. It’s the instinct of survival. Even in this isolated place, there’s always a chance someone—or something—could attempt to harm me—and it happened last night. That just shows you how vindictive Quinn is and that’s why I don’t want you around him.”

“I understand, but look what happened after I rejected him. He came after you. I can’t let that happen again. If he comes to the farm, I have to talk to him,” Pearl insisted.

“I don’t like it, but I guess I have to for your sake,” Damien relented. Pearl could hear voices in the background. “I have to go now. Dad needs my help battening down the hatches. The wind is getting stronger. We’re in for a doozy of a nor’easter.”

“Be careful Damien,” Pearl said.

“You know I will, and stay in the house. I don’t want you outside in this mess,” he replied.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be warm and dry. After my car accident, the rain is not one of my closest friends,” Pearl joked.

“Goodnight Pearl. I love you,” he told her.

“Goodnight Damien. Take care.”

There was a click as Damien hung up the phone. Pearl sighed and got up, heading for the door to go upstairs to give Iva the phone. She slowly climbed the stairs and entered the kitchen and heard voices coming from the living room. She recognized all but one, a voice that sounded like a young man in his late 20’s or early 30’s with a British accent that bordered on Cockney and had a pleasant tone to it. She went into the living room to see what was going on.

She saw a handsome black man with a shaved head that still had some dark fuzz on the top. He was of average height and weight, wearing a dark green hooded rain jacket, blue jeans and white sneakers.

Pearl walked towards her and held out the phone. “I came up to bring this to you.”

Iva took it and motioned towards the stranger. “Pearl, this is Micah Johnson. His car broke down near the farm and he’s here to call for a tow truck.”

Pearl smiled at Micah. “Nice to meet you. I’m Pearl Tyler, another unlucky soul Gene and Iva rescued.” She held out her right hand and Micah shook it warmly.

“Nice to meet you too.” He bobbed his head towards Gene and Iva. “My cell phone died and they were nice enough to let me use their phone. He turned his attention towards Pearl. “You said you were rescued?”

“I was in a car accident and I was taken in by another family who are friends of Gene and Iva. But I’m staying here because they had more room.” She couldn’t tell him the real reason she was longer at the Collins house.

“I was on my way to Boston for a conference, but it looks like my plans have changed due to this storm that’s coming. I heard on the radio it’s going to be pretty severe,” Micah said.

Before Pearl or the Lawrences could answer, Sadie Todd was coming down the stairs. “I heard voices and I decided to see what was going on…” Upon seeing Micah, she stopped in her tracks. My God, he’s gorgeous, she thought to herself.

Micah smiled at Sadie, thinking the same thing about her. Gene, Iva and Pearl noticed the two and exchanged knowing glances.

Coming up:

It’s part one of the season finale! Here’s what will happen…

Quinn arrives at the farm to see Pearl, who allows him inside.

Quinn tells Pearl about him trying to kill Damien and visiting Duncan.

Quinn admits to Pearl he loves her and the two share a passionate kiss.

Pearl is torn and confused after her kiss with Quinn.

Pearl and Sadie have a heart-t0-heart about their romantic troubles.

After Quinn taunts Megan’s ghost about his visit with Pearl, she gleefully reveals what really happened the night of her death, which devastates him.

A depressed Quinn drives off into the stormy night.

Damien sneaks out of the house for a nighttime drive as well.

Micah shares his sad background with Gene and Iva.

The new character of Micah Johnson is being represented by Noel Clarke.

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